Distinguished Agent: The Black Belly Prince and Concubine

Chapter 1288 Extra Story: Hua Xiangrong 39
He looked at someone who had already fallen asleep, hugged her and took a couple's bath together. Of course, he ate someone once, and someone even groaned with him. He felt that his and her confusion was a good thing. .

Finally, he fished it out of the water and fell asleep with her in his arms.

Hua Xiangrong gradually woke up, opened her eyes, rubbed her hangover head, and looked at everything she saw, where is she?

Where do you feel?The room was covered in thick yellow cloth, she thought of something instantly, her eyes widened, she seemed to be married, not only married, but also married to the most precious man in the world, she wanted to get up, but After getting up, she sat down softly. The soreness all over her body is not her own. What's wrong with her?

Where is the emperor?Where is the emperor?
"Come here, come here..." Hua Xiangrong shouted towards the outside, and wanted to get up, but she inadvertently lowered her head, and instantly became excited, pulled the quilt in a panic, her face was flushed, if she read correctly, the The bruise, it should be, it should be left by Huan Ai, but she has no memory at all, so why was it wiped out by someone.

"Your Majesty, are you going to get up and wash up?" Two court ladies trotted in, knelt on the ground and said.

"Where's the emperor?" Hua Xiangrong asked through gritted teeth.

"The emperor is in the main hall, together with the little prince and the little princess." A court lady replied in a low voice.

"Little princess?"

"Yes, empress." The maid continued.

"Stand back." She couldn't let people see the marks on her body.

"Wait, prepare clothes for me."

"It's Empress." A court lady immediately went to prepare clothes for Hua Xiangrong.

"Your Majesty, I will help you get up." Another court lady came over and said to Hua Xiangrong.

"No need, I will come here on my own, you can leave your clothes and go out."

The two maids put their clothes on the bed and withdrew.

Hua Xiangrong just got out of bed, almost sat on the ground, her whole body was limp and sore.

How many times did this man want her last night, otherwise, it wouldn't be like this.

Fortunately, ten days before getting married, Hua Xiangrong learned how to wear palace clothes, and put them on for herself bit by bit.

Wanting to use the bronze mirror to look at it, I searched around the house, and finally found the bronze mirror. I ran over to take a look, and my face was flushed, but her hair was draped, and she couldn't tie it up.

"Come on, come in and give me a haircut."

"Yes, empress." The same two maids from before walked in.

The two maids saw the traces on Hua Xiangrong's neck, one of them began to tie Hua Xiangrong's hair, the other put on tops for Hua Xiangrong, and powdered Hua Shuqin Xiangrong to cover up those traces.

"What's your name? Did the emperor specially arrange for you to serve Bengong?" Hua Xiangrong didn't like Bengong Bengong's self-proclaimed name, but there was nothing he could do.

"The servant girl is called Shuqin."

"Slaves are called calligraphy and painting."

"It was the emperor who sent the servants to serve the empress."

"Don't put too much jewelry on me, I like to be simple and elegant."

"It's the lady."

After two quarters of an hour, I finally combed it.

"Help me out." She has no strength, and she has no choice but to let her help her out to see her daughter.

"Yes, empress." The two maids helped Hua Xiangrong and walked out, and saw that the three of them, father and son, were playing very vigorously.

"Love..."

Hua Xiangrong let go of the calligraphy, painting and calligraphy, and ran towards her daughter.

(End of this chapter)